Caveat Annie

Beware today, the ides of March.

My sister's husband is having an operation tomorrow and she is, understandably, worried.

I fret as well and offer this caution:

It's not the pre-op.

It's not the anesthesia.

It's not the procedure.

It's not the post op, or initial recovery.

Fear the longer term recovery.

There are sponge baths.

It'll be harder to evict that boy from the hospital than it is to get fat Uncle Murray out of the guest bedroom after two weeks once he's tasted your cooking and realizes you've got expanded basic cable.

Apart from that, everything will be fine.

Bunny on.

Oh, and tell Murray to keep the volume down.